Page 137 of Promised to the Alpha Prince

“You’ll come for me now,” said Dmitri. “I’ll tell you when, and your pretty, stiff cock will get even stiffer, and your balls will get nice and tight, and you’ll feel that good, sweet pressure and you’ll come. On my command.”

I remembered when he’d done this to me. My eyes rolled back in my head.

Johannes only panted.

“Agree, Johannes,” said Dmitri in an iron voice. “Let your alpha care for you.”

“Yes, alpha, on your command,” said Johannes.

“Good,” said Dmitri. “Very good, Johannes. I have to say that there’s nothing quite like getting you to submit to me. It’s not easy, and when you give it to me, it feels fantastic.”

Johannes sighed. “For me, too, alpha.”

“Go ahead and come for me, then, Johannes, let go.”

Johannes came with a shout, trembling all over at the force of his release. His semen hit me, painting my stomach and my pecks.

“Reach down and taste that, Corentin,” urged Dmitri in my ear.

I did. Johannes tasted very fucking good.

Dmitri beckoned and Johannes got off the bed to stagger over to us. Dmitri kissed him, and then Johannes kissed me, and then we all kissed and it was hot as all hell, but I felt an echo of that explosion in my chest at the same time, that feeling of togetherness, belonging, some kind of bond?

I’d never felt anything like it before, but now that I had, I didn’t know if I wanted to let it go.

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I HADN’T REALIZED how much I missed this. Hands training the gun on these men, the air in my lungs, the way I felt heightened, aware of every single thing around me, it was like being alive, really alive.

Was this why I checked and rechecked every room for danger? Was this why I’d done self-harm? Was I just addicted to danger and pain?

Fuck.

I trained the gun on one of the men and I threw every ounce of my alpha presence into my words. “Both of you need to set down your weapons very slow and easy.”

They just gazed at me, teeth bared.

“Now,” I said, and it was a bark.

It worked.

You could never be sure with alpha barks. They didn’t mean you had absolute control over other people, after all. People could resist them. Sometimes betas did, sometimes even omegas did. But lots of times, you got lucky and barks made people want to submit to your wishes.

They both crouched down and set down their guns.

I rushed over to them. “Walk. Foreheads pressed into the outer wall of the shack, hands behind your backs.”

They did it.

I didn’t have anything to tie them up with. I was dimly aware of Aurelie’s scent. I was pretty sure my bark had made her perfume. It was nice to think she’d perfumed for me, and I was working on a knot now, but I couldn’t focus on that.

I pressed my gun into the back of one of their skulls and then against the other. “Corentin Sejour.”

“Never heard of him,” said one of the men.

“Sure about that?” I said.

“Swear to fucking God,” said the other man. “Who’s that?”

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